Someone explain to me how I can feel so off track when in reality I’m not. For real. I have this feeling that something is askew. That I’m doing something odd. I think it might be school, but I’m not sure honestly.
I’m going to see if maybe CLC is a better choice for me, all I know is that I’m struggling now. I also have been debating whether or not I should switch my major, or maybe the entire direction of school in general. I don’t know. Either way I think I’m going to give CLC a call and see if I can talk to a counselor. I don’t want to waste my time in school, and regardless of the fact that I have little to no motivation to do it right now, I can’t quit. I know I won’t start back up if I do.
I feel like screaming. Not really in a bad way either.
Another thing. I think that I need to start focusing on my health. I’ve been slacking on a lot of shit, I do exercise, but I don’t do much cardio and eating? Ha! I’ve been eating so much crap and over-processed food since Tim moved out that it’s catching up to me. Smoking. Yeah. Totally down to at least cut down.
A friend and I went sledding last night, and walking up that hill killed me. Granted there was a foot of snow on the ground, but it still kicked my ass into next week. My lungs were fucked (thanks smoking) and my legs burned. I know part of it is my lack of activity during the winter, but that was pathetic. So it’s time to kick myself into full gear. I will not be out of shape. I will not. Moral of the story: You can be a size 3 and unhealthy.
This is retarded.